Luyện nghe bài hát Y'All Know the Name featPharoahe Monch, Xzibit, Inspectah Deck & Skillz

"Uh.uh.uh.baby!"

"X-Ecutioners" "Ya.ya.y'all the name"
"Stabbin the track both hands"
"X-Ecutioners" "Ya.ya.y'all the name"
"Louder!"
"X-Ecutioners" "Ya.ya.y'all the name"
"Stabbin the track with hands"
"X-Ecutioners" "Ya.ya.y'all the name"
"You out there?" "Louder!"

{Pharaohe
This is masterful, classical, wax, imperial tactics
shit I master, traps that collapse backwards
All area access, passes practice
Hit em, then I'ma shit on em and spit on em, and faxes
Maximum amount (uh) not the
The rock chop like Florida Seminole
Subliminal raps make criminals act bitch
Instrumental in the most pinnacle rap shit
Got Toni Braxton lookin collapsin
My beats get feet to steppin Fast Actin Tinactin
X-Men conference like actin
Backslap wack rap actors to get a
My venom rips tennaments up then wreck shit
Then I'ma flip, administer hits on this shit
Deejays collect tips them then hit the exit
at they show the front row, gettin hectic
The X shit...

"Ya.ya.y'all the name" "X-Ecutioners"
"Stabbin the with both hands. together"
"The fall. you out there?" "Louder!"
"X-Ecutioners" "Ya.ya.y'all the name"
"Stabbin the track both hands. together"
"The fall forever win. you out there?"

Yeah yo, uh-huh, yeah, it
You get to my level but you don't hustle enough
Any attempts at my stuff and I'm fuckin you up
I'm sick of weak shit winnin, nigga yo' ain't rockin
The good is a bitch, seem like everybody cop blockin
The shotclock is runnin out, gunnin out the
I crack the teeth of any nigga beef
Masterpiece, X-Ecutioners,
Any problems, to Los Angeles and ask for me

{Inspectah
Yo castastrophe, none can me, naturally nasty
Manually ya faculty
Veral and battery
Sparatically blast at the crowd and cause casualties
savy, niggaz blast me out the Navi'
Groupie wish she could have me
XE in back of me, hit a daquiri
Accurately, ya don't grab me, ya skills latchkey

"Ya.ya.y'all the name" "X-Ecutioners"
"Stabbin the track both hands. together"
"The fall. you out there?" "Louder!"
"X-Ecutioners" "Stabbin the track... the track"
"...with hands"

I got my man Roc on the slash and cut
Rob where you at son, the "What What"
Sinister em - now we ready to go
Last but not least, total eclipse (Whatchu know?)
I got a question, who can see him? I don't
But whatever I play, you know Skillz gon' flow
Shit we mastered the feat, you bring us (what)
Y'all could crap if y'all was doin that shit with eight
Come on black, we in the Hall of
Got ya in our crib on the Wall of Shame
I expect to wanna murder me (what)
Cuz when we open up and start cuttin, you you was in surgery
You see the X?
Here's some nigga take yo' ass back to doin parties
You're off if somebody shoot ya
And change ya name to DJ

"Ya.ya.y'all the name" "X-Ecutioners"
"Stabbin the with both hands. together"
"The fall. you out there?" "Fifty in the stands"
"X-Ecutioners" "Ya.ya.y'all the name"
"Stabbin the track both hands. together"
"The fall. forever win" "You out there?" "Louder!"
"Y'all the name"

vocal dog barking*